1635 Han style rises again

Chapter 64 The War of the Indigenous People
Niuhu woke up very early, got up from the chaotic pile of grass, and then left the thatched hut.After stretching my body, I began to observe the aboriginal camp.

As far as the eye can see, there are dilapidated and simple thatched cottages.A few crooked logs supported each other, and the surrounding and roof were covered with branches and weeds, and a few pieces of mud were casually pasted on it.If you look at it from the perspective of Qi Tian, ​​it is a typical old dilapidated and dilapidated house.

"Qi Tian saw it, he must demolish and rebuild it!" Niu Hu thought to himself.

In the camp of the indigenous tribes, some people have already started activities.Many bare-chested aboriginal men wearing only a leather skirt, outside thatched huts, are laboriously cutting pieces of meat with stone knives.Clay pots boiled water on the earth-built stoves.Some aboriginal women without shirts were lying on the ground, blowing vigorously at the bottom of the stove.

Niuhu blushed and quickly looked away.These natives are really poor, they don't even have clothes for their own mother-in-law!In other words, all of them didn't seem to have even a piece of cloth on them.I really think what Qi Tian said, they might be better than monkeys.

Through visual inspection, it can be seen that there are not many indigenous tribes, only two to 300 people.After breakfast, apart from the elderly and women who need to take care of children, the tribe is divided into a dozen groups, scattered in the forest and mountains, to hunt and pick wild fruits.

After Marciolo and the other members of the ore hunting team paid a small packet of salt and a small packet of spices, the leader of the tribe sent them five young natives to lead them into the mountains to continue searching for ore.

After a day of running around, everyone feels tired, but the rewards are also full.About two kilometers to the southwest of this indigenous tribe's camp, several mountains suspected of iron ore were found.They each collected three or four stone samples and prepared to bring them back to Jianye.

Taking advantage of the clear sky, the ore hunting team and the five indigenous people hurried back to the tribal camp.

"Niu, how many pieces of dried meat do you have?" In the tribal camp, the ore hunting team lit a fire and cooked with the aborigines.When he saw the eager eyes of the indigenous children, Marjolu turned his head and asked Niu Hu.

"I'm gone?" Niu Hu shook his head and said, "At noon, I was eaten up by those few people."

Marciolo shrugged, looked at the indigenous children apologetically, regardless of whether they understood or not, and said, "I think you need to wait a while. We still have spices, cooked, and they are just as delicious! Oh, They are so pitiful! It seems that they have never eaten such delicious food..."

Before the words were finished, there was a burst of shouting from the side of the camp near the valley.Immediately afterwards, there were several screams and roars.

Everyone was stunned, they all stood up and looked towards the valley.Many natives grabbed sticks and ran quickly, shouting loudly as they ran.

"What happened?" Marciolo looked blankly at the chaotic place.

"The camp was stolen!" Li Fade held up his long knife and said, "The enemies of this group of aborigines have come after us!"

"What should we do?... Run away?" A Ming craftsman from Luzon looked around in panic.

"What are you running for?" Niu Hu grabbed the long knife and pointed at them, "You, you, and you, prepare musket shooting together with the old horse. Li Erer, Sun Datou..., you follow me to line up! With that said, he turned over the stove next to the thatched cottage and extinguished the fire.Then a group of people waited with their backs against the thatched hut, staring at the direction of the enemy coming from the camp.

Soon, a group of dark-skinned natives with various expressions on their faces rushed into the camp.Holding a sharpened stick, they poked vigorously at the natives in the camp they encountered.

The aborigines who attacked should have chosen an optimal time to attack.The aborigines in the camp had been working hard all day, and they were scattered in front of the thatched huts, making fires for cooking, or checking today's catch.

Sudden attack, it is impossible to organize personnel to fight back.The scattered natives who rushed over were quickly stabbed to the ground by the enemy.The camp was full of people running around, roaring, screaming, screaming... all rang out.

"Roar! Roar!..." Five or six attacking natives rushed in front of Niu Hu and the others.Suddenly, I saw more than a dozen people on the opposite side, all of whom had different skin colors and looks, and were holding various weapons in their hands, ready to fight.They stopped there all of a sudden, staring at Niu Hu and the others blankly.

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and a Ming craftsman in the formation looked at the ferocious aborigines on the opposite side, and pulled the trigger in fright.

"Ah!" With a scream, an indigenous man on the opposite side knelt down on the ground in pain, clutching his stomach.

The rest of the aborigines were startled by the gunshots, and they took a few steps back in unison.I also saw my companion hugging his belly and began to roll on the ground non-stop, with a look of fear on his face.

"Clean the barrel quickly and reload it!" Niu Hu didn't care to reprimand the craftsman who fired without authorization, so he could only remind him loudly to reload quickly.

The aborigines who attacked hesitated for a while, and then one of them pulled out a machete-like object from his waist and threw it at Niuhu and the others.

"Be careful! There are hidden weapons!" Niu Hu shouted, and quickly lowered his body.Could it be a flying knife?
The scimitar-like object flew over their heads, and before they could stand up, the object flew from behind.

If Qi Tian saw the objects thrown by these indigenous people, he would exclaim, boomerang!

A long time ago, the Australian aboriginals began to use hardwood to make boomerangs. They used this curved flying target to catch small animals.After the boomerang is thrown, if it misses the target, it will change direction and return to the original owner's hand.

"It's really evil!" Niu Hu broke out in a cold sweat.He saw the object whirling back into the hands of the native, and made a gesture to throw it out again.

"Fire!"

"Bang bang..." Several shots were fired, and two natives on the opposite side immediately fell down.While the other aborigines were still in a daze, Niu Hu rushed out and slashed at them with a knife.

After beheading a few aboriginals, Niu Hu and a few companions looked at the six or seven aboriginals who rushed over again.Because it was impossible to tell which side the natives came from, they did not order the muskets to fire.

"Roar! Roar!" The aborigine who rushed over saw the corpse on the ground, roared, and rushed over with a wooden stick.

"Crack! Crack!..." Niu Hu and the others swung their knives to cut off the opponent's wooden stick, moved sideways, swiped the long knife in their hands backhand, and fell to the ground in an instant.

In less than 5 minutes, more than ten natives fell under their muskets and long knives.Their ferocity and bravery shocked the natives who came after them.They stood in the distance with some fear, shouting constantly.

Five or six natives ran from their right side, yelling.

"It seems to be looking for ore with us during the day." Ding Datou said.

Niu Hu motioned for them to approach slowly, keeping their eyes on the front.

"Huzi, look at what they mean, it seems that they want us to help!" Li Fade said with a smile behind Niuhu after seeing the indigenous people gesturing nearby.

"We only have twelve people, just hide here to protect ourselves!" said the craftsman who fired the first shot indiscriminately.

"Fart self-protection!" Niu Hu scolded, and then said: "The people in this tribe have been killed, can we survive?...Rush forward! We are in front, the guns are behind, and we all obey my orders! "

Niuhu gathered some of the tribe's aborigines who had retreated to them, formed a simple forward formation, and rushed towards the attacking aborigines.

After the five muskets are fired for the first time, Niuhu will rush forward with his companions holding sticks and knives, chopping and stabbing the panicked enemies.When the enemy swarmed around again, the five muskets fired again to disperse the enemy.

The group was unstoppable, and the scattered aborigines in the camp gradually gathered towards them, and soon formed a fighting group of more than 40 people to launch a counterattack against the aborigines who attacked.

The five musketeers in the middle became more and more proficient in fighting. As long as they saw a group of attacking natives, they would shoot a volley to break them up so that their companions could go forward and poke with knives and sticks to defeat the enemy.

"What a joy!" Niu Hu chopped down an aborigine with a knife, and touched the blood sprayed on his face.This is a weak opponent that he has never encountered before. Whether it is weapons or organization, it is difficult to pose a major threat to them.

Unless, your luck sucks.

"Huzi, Ding Datou is injured!" Someone in the formation shouted urgently.

Niu Hu took the opportunity to look back, only to see Ding Datou clutching his thigh in pain, sitting down on the ground.Li Fade stood beside him with a knife in one hand and Ding Datou's shoulder in the other, shouting in grief and indignation.

(End of this chapter)